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‘But who was he, Gerald?’ ‘A damned condottiere,’ exploded Gerald, forgetting his company. More often then not he refused to reveal specifics of his own past in Greece and Rome, choosing to relate fables and stories of an impersonal nature. Also she made little pussy-like sounds of a reassuring nature. ” The suitcase loomed in her memory, making its presence felt once again. ” Hill looked up at him, an unkempt, rough-looking object, with broken collar, tumbled hair, and the blood slowly dripping from his face.
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